Lyrics to Turning The Gun On Myself : The morning is bright As ?Rapper?s Delight? Floats up to my room From the street
And who would disturb A slumbering world With this late seventies beat? I?m taking my aim From this window pane And I?m turning the gun on myself
The Upper West Side Is supposed to be quiet It?s supposed to be wealthy and dull So how to explain This thundering pain That?s pushing its way through my skull
I?m taking a leave Of my senses, you see And I?m turning the gun on myself
New York is loud It?s wonderfully loud I wouldn?t live anywhere else But I need my rest To be at my best Away from the high decibels
I?m losing my will I?m shooting to kill And I?m turning the gun on myself I?m losing my will And I?m shooting to kill And I?m turning the gun on myself
Writer/s: ADAM TEDDY THOMPSON
Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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Kdjslkaj from Dsmahlds, Vahow is this humorous at all? my friend commited suicide a month ago and i dont find it "ironic, humorious, funny" at all. and he happend to do it with a gun, so hearing the 'hillarious gun shot' in the song would actually make me quite sick to my stomach.. and nobody is in serious trouble if someone cant take a laugh. thats not something, its serious and painful for the ones left behind!
Landon from Winchester, OhHow can someone make a novelty song about suicide? Seriously, imagine a depressed teenager listening to this!